All Chapters of Her Inamorato's Obsession: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The words "Mark - Ethan - help!" shifted Ethan's eyes to the scene of the girl with long blonde hair slowly sinking into the sparkling water of his pool. He stared at her body for a moment, but when he saw Mark swimming over to her, he immediately followed suit. His hands stretched forward as he dived into the water, propelling himself towards her. She called for his help, so it was only natural to assist her, right? Ethan managed to catch up with Mark in the pool, who heroically wrapped his left arm around Lily while struggling to swim with his other hand. Ethan gradually swam next to Lily's unconscious body, wrapping his right arm around her to help Mark. However, it became clear that Mark didn't need any assistance. Mark aggressively shook his head, and Ethan backed away, swimming behind but staying close enough to help if Mark lost his balance. Party-goers surrounded the large rectangular pool, with their phones out, recording Mark's heroic act. Some even laughed at Lily, while

Lily slowly opened her eyes to the light, feeling her head continuously pounding as she squeezed her face in pain. She shut her eyes back and rolled over on the enormous bed with white sheets, then covered herself more with the thick duvet, clinging onto it. Her eyes were slowly drifting back to sleep until...'Wait.'Lily abruptly rose up. Her eyes scanned every single detail. The duvet that she thought was hers wasn't hers! The bed she thought was hers wasn't hers, and the room she thought was hers was also not hers. Her eyes cast down at the clothes she wore. They also weren't hers. What was worse, she wasn't wearing anything beneath!"What the fuck is happening?!” she muttered to herself. “Wait… It scents familiar." She took the clothes to her nose to sniff them. And it was, in fact his scent – Ethan! Her senses perfectly recognized his intoxicating scent that made her mind hazy every time she was around him. Not only his shirt, but the entire room smelled like him."Why am I wear

Lily stood in front of Mark's car with him by her side, watching her mom run towards her. The thoughts of her being alive to see the next day immediately vanished as she saw her dad walking out of the door, glaring not at Lily but at Mark!“Lily!” Mrs. Davis wailed as she ran over to Lily, pulling her into an embrace, her hands wrapping tightly around Lily's body.“Mom-” Lily's voice snapped her mom out of her worry as Mrs. Davis pushed her away, giving her a stern look.“Where have you been? I thought something bad happened to you! I thought you were kidnapped! I called and called, but nothing! You-“ she stopped, her eyes slowly narrowing as she trailed Lily's body from top to bottom. “What are you wearing?” Mrs. Davis grimaced her face at the sight of what she would call indecent dressing. Then her eyes swiftly turned to Mark, who was about to enter his car, finally noticing his presence.“Hey!” Mr. Davis roared, “who the hell are you, and why are you with my daughter!” he blared as

On Monday, a shiver of nervous anticipation coursed through Lily’s veins as she crossed the imposing gates with the school's name, "Willow Brook High," etched above it. The building with red-brick walls stood tall and proud, flanked by windows that seemed to whisper vows of internal suffering. As Lily walked along the covered walkway leading to the entrance. She noticed a few senior students turning their heads to look at her, but she quickly brushed it off. Stepping into the bustling hallway filled with lockers and chattering students. More eyes lingered on Lily longer than usual. Whispers and hushed conversations buzzed around her, accompanied by sidelong glances, pointed fingers, and suppressed giggles that seemed to follow her every step. Feeling overwhelmed, Lily cast her gaze downward, locking her eyes on the patterned tiles of the floor, escaping the sea of faces. Her fingers anxiously twisted the strap of her black bag as she fought the urge to lift her head and confront the

Gently opening the door to his bedroom, Ethan's gaze fell upon Lily, who was meticulously searching through his room. "Seen anything like it?" he asked, "No," Lily replied with a gloomy expression, frustration evident in her voice. "Maybe you kept it where you keep your jewelry." Ethan nodded, proceeding to open his closet, while Lily rushed in to examine its contents. They both scoured through the items, hoping to find the missing necklace. Lily raised her head, and Ethan met her gaze, a silent exchange passing between them. She shook her head, indicating that she hadn't found it yet. "What about my bathroom? Your friend changed you in there," Ethan suggested. “I checked and there’s nothing ….” she trailed off. “Wait the restroom downstairs.” she suddenly recalled, and Ethan raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the idea. They both headed downstairs, with Lily leading the way to the bathroom. Ethan followed closely, his attention fixed on her every movement. As she entered the bathroo